[It's not that Bastien keeps forgetting, it's just that he's hesitant to accept that truth about Trahearne. His love for this green bean is still fresh and new. They're still learning about each other still and with that comes acceptance. Bastien is having a difficult time accepting that his sweet little fern can raise the dead. He just doesn't quite get it yet. It hasn't all sunk in yet. ]

H-Haha! [He chuckles nervously.] Maybe that's a good thing, no? No necromancy means no boney skeletons walking about lookin' for something squishy to stab.

[His thoughts think of that Aztec curse he heard about years ago. One that allegedly turned an entire band of pirates into undead monsters.]

Yes, wine! Make sure it be red.